༺ We used to be close ༺

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Two weeks passed and Denise and Jude had left for Madrid. Me and Jobe were not speaking at all now. At school we'd avoid each other like the plague. My cancer treatment was wearing me out so I could care less about Jobe.

"I'm giving you an assignment - an essay discussing the main characters in a novel. This assignment requires you to work in pairs, I'll pick the pairs and a novel for all pairs" Mr Carter - our english teacher said. A bunch of groans could be heard but that was it, everyone knew better than to argue with Mr Carter.

"Josephine and Jobe, your novel is The Picture of Dorian Gray" he said after reading some of names. I wished that the ground would just swallow me up in that instant.

"Your assignment is due next week" Mr Carter said as the bell rang

I was about to leave but a voice yelled "Isie". It was Jobe

"Hey" he said awkwardly

"Hi" I said not even looking at him

"So when would you'd like to work on assignment?"

"Read the novel first, then tell me when you are done, I've already read it." I said

"You were always such a bookworm" he said and smiled. I didn't smile back instead I just walked out of the classroom.

After two days he informed me that he was done reading the novel so we met up at his house to work on our essay

"I think Basil was the cause of everything and he should be blamed for Dorian's moral decline" Jobe said

"I think Dorian is to blame for his own moral decline, although he was influenced by Lord Henry, he made his own choices" I said

"If it weren't for Basil being a pushover then Dorian would have realised his mistakes and tried to repent" he said

"Basil tried everything he could to save Dorian but what did Dorian do? He back stabbed him, literally. Even in his last moments Basil still tried to get him to repent but Dorian is a narcissistic person who only cares about himself, he replaced is best friend with a hedonistic bastard then proceeded to kill him." I said

"This isn't about the book anymore, is it? Jobe said

"What is it about then?" I said crossing my arms

"Its about you and me, you are Basil and Bella is Lord Henry and I'm Dorian, right?" he said angrily

"Oh please, get off your high horse. Not everything is about you" I spat

"I'll get off my high horse when you get off the jealousy train. I know that you are jealous of Bella." he said

"Stop being delusional. If I was so jealous of Bella why was I not the one who asked you to stop being her boyfriend? You know what, Jobe? I'm done." I said and took my bag

"Done with the assignment?", he asked

"With everything including you." I said

And with that I walked out.

I ended up asking Mr Carter to work alone, since I had to go to the hospital everyday to monitor the spread of my cancer and I didn't want to weigh Jobe down. That was a lie but suprisingly he agreed. I think he felt sorry for me.

Even though I acted like i didn't care about Jobe, it was a lie. Memories of our friendship danced in my head every time I saw him and my heart felt like it had been ripped out of my chest every time I saw him laughing with Bella.

"Your memory feels like home to me.
So whenever my mind wanders, it always finds its way back to you."
~ Ranata Suzuki

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